Ntropee is a wannabe..

Wannabe writer… Wannabe friend… Wannabe invited to parties… Wannabe getting sexy time if even Borat can get it…

I think that he should stop and think.. yes I said it.. I didnt want to have to do this but there you go.. I did.. He/she needs to think..

And once he/she has managed to switch on that part of his dusty cerebral functions he/she needs to use this thinking machinism and think about things in he/she’s life that might perhaps be interesting and grab hold of it quickly and write about that instead of copy – paste others ingenious efforts…

If he/she needs help he/she needs to just drop me a note and I will point he/she in the right direction no problem!

B

P.S. Clause B is there for a reason…

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I watched a movie on the weekend…

If you can call this a movie is something of a debate.. was more of a documentary of horror proportions..

I learn’t all about FA’s and Feeders and other nastiness!!

What am I talking about?

“Fat girls and their feeders”.

If you have seen this show then you will understand all I am saying..

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Just when you think things are going smoothly all the planets will get together and align themselves just to remind you that life is a madam and you are her bitch…

So I get the phone-call at work on Friday.. you know the one..

“..Hello J’s Mom, Please don’t panic he is fine now…”

Blood drains from your body and you are afraid of what you are about to hear next..

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I broke a chair last week.. the seat is snapped in half.. I blame my ass..

Now you all know why I am under the care of Bloody Nazi’s to combat the arsefactor attached to me..

Yesterday at my very first session to lift weights on my upper body muscle group I discovered that I have something Sexy G keeps referring to as a tricep… So now that he enabled this bloody thing it does nothing but hurt!

I am not happy…

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I am one of the few to have not had one instance of darkness thrust upon me in these dark dark days…lol

But I feel for you okes out there.. really!!…hahahaha

So here is something to show you that things could be worse

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…I…. Neeeeed….. foood…….

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I have always valued my intelligence.. its my thing.. It might sound silly to most but I cling to each and every braincell for dear life..

I wont even jog because I am afraid of the damage I may cause to my brain bouncing around in there with no protective gear on.. I don’t smoke weed for the same reasons..

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What does that mean anyway??

Does that mean till you drive them crazy enough to kill you? OR does it mean till they drive you crazy enough to make you kill them?

Who came up with that anyway?? Was it some test they put in to see how far people will go to fulfill their promises?

I think that there are different levels in life and It can mean the end of the couple’s purpose for being together; once the purpose is fulfilled, the union no longer needs to continue…

Now before you get all angry and have an essay that you firmly believe needs to mailed to me as set out in Clause B let me point a few things out first…

When two people meet and grow in love, the purpose of their meeting is to help each other in a certain area, on a certain level of their lives… Of course there is nothing wrong with traditional marriage. It is a lovely concept… Really..

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He was quite indignant last night that I didnt get it right…

I am right.. Of course!

He devoured all the Harry Potter books, watched all the movies(10times at least) and can quote scenes verbatim with ascent thrown in for good measure! …Who am I talking about??… “Angry Fan”

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I am constantly surprised by his ability to love himself…

Last night after a rather unpleasant telephone call, I received an SMS from arsef?k where he felt it necessary to inform me that even though his last girlfriend ran screaming away from him all the way back to JHB, that he has “plenty others on tap just waiting in line…”

Why, oh why, does he feel it necessary to tell me all this? Does he really think I care? Am I supposed to throw myself in front of a bus because he gets a shag once a month from arb women?

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